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 _{SHAME  floods  her  at  heather’s  tone.  she  wishes  she  could  bite  back  ,  craves  the  strength  to  say  FUCK  YOU  and  leave.  head  bowed  ,  she  submits  instead.   ❝  sorry  it  took  so  long  ,  heather.  ❞  it  crosses  her  mind  that  maybe  she  should’ve  skipped  lunch  altogether  ,  or  is  that  even  more  PATHETIC  ?}

  ^{_{“ You’re SORRY? When will you LEARN, Heather? sorry DOESN’T cut it “  She puts the cap on her lipstick, turning to her DISCIPLE with the eyes of a cobra ready to strike upon the unsuspecting mouse. Duke was like a slip of paper; she was flimsy, bending to whatever FORCE be upon her. “ Don’t EVER waste my time, got that? “}}

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  ^{_{“ Did it TASTE as good coming up as it did going down, Heather? “ She asks in a voice FULL of false concern. Sometimes, you had to BEAT upon the weakest link to help them GROW stronger; that was the Heather Chandler way. “ Good thing you didn’t STAIN your blouse, Heather; You would’ve looked even more PATHETIC “}}